Tag Archives: Children

Instructions On How To Change The World: 3 Steps

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Look at this

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Make the disparity smaller . . . .

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Charity: Water

Girl Up

Kiva

Oprah Winfrey Leadership Academy

Pencils Of Promise

Virgin Unite

World Vision: Child Sponsorship

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Because every child deserves to be raised
to be healthy, happy, safe and educated

with the hope of a long life. 

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Enfant Eclat De Rire

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The store that I work in, doing nightfill at least four nights of the week, is in a very popular holiday destination. In fact, it is repeatedly the most prosperous store in the state.

So we don’t just see locals, but lots of holiday makers too – ‘blow ins’.

Being such a favourite holiday spot, especially for those from our Capital City, and being a beachside town, we have lots of families come to stay. And they spend quite a bit of time and money in the supermarket where I unpack boxes and fill the shelves.

For the whole of Summer, the store is open longer hours – so the holidayers can spend their money ass late as they like – which means we fill the shelves with customers in the store. Although this is annoying at times and definitely makes our job take longer, the truth is, that there is a wonderfully positive aspect to this intrusion.

The laughter of children.

Quite often there are tears and tantrums, but there is always laughter. And it is such a beautiful sound. One of my favourite sounds in the world.

And tonight, a child came tearing around the corner of one aisle running from the Father to the Mother who was picking up some milk. And the sound, the child’s laughter, was such a sweet melody. Tinkling and genuine – I saw the face of other adults in the store respond to the sound with joy. Such a beautiful sound – a child’s laugh.

And walking down my aisle at the time, was a couple with a baby in the Father’s arms. The baby could have been no more than four months old. As the other child’s laughter peeled through the store, I noticed that the Father of the baby lifted his precious bundle to his lips and gave him a gentle kiss and nose rub.

It was such a deed of protection and genuine love. An instantaneous action.

It made me smile.

While the News and the Internet report the repeated misery of our World, there at my work place were two signs of love and joy. I am carrying their presence with me now.

I am so grateful.

 

 

A Quiet, Polite Girl

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Like any normal human, I have ‘baggage’.

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‘Issues’ from my past that crop up from time to time, affecting my present life. Although it is true, that I have made more of an effort than most (especially in my family) to reconcile myself with painful elements of my younger years, in truth, I am actually crap at this whole ‘Life’ thing.

You see I was of the Generation that . . . . .
. . . was brought up to never say “No” to an adult, to keep quiet when being scolded, to just accept mistakes made by others (including food orders at a restaurant), to never whinge and to always offer to help others even if it came at a personal cost.

I also grew up in a fairly religious and socially narrow household. I was brought up to believe that I HAD to wear my long hair ‘up’ (in a ponytail) except when you went to church (as opposed to school, going to a friend’s or to a birthday party), that wearing makeup before you were 18 made you a harlet, that popular music was anti-christian (and was definitely forbidden on Sundays), that kissing boys led to sex, and that sex was a dirty and painful business.

Even more acutely, as the eldest of four children I had a unique set of expectations put upon me, like; keep the younger ones safe, if the younger ones are naughty – I get in trouble, I had to lead by example, the ‘rules’ were toughest on me (as the first) and, I had to mature the quickest.

By the age of nineteen I was aware that my family life was pretty skewed and having lived through some fairly violent behaviour from our brother, the estrangement from our narcissistic father, bouts of depression + alcoholism + an attempted suicide by our mother (on the eve of my nineteenth birthday), and pretty severe poverty – my sisters and I were in bad shape.

And the tragedy is – from 1989, when I turned nineteen & my sisters were eighteen & sixteen – my two sisters and I all had to forge a life. A life based on a lot of pain and disassociation. The friendships and romantic relationships we made from that point, are what guided us to be the women we are today. Like every other person walking this Earth, some of those connections were pretty awful. And they had longterm repercussions.

I personally think that both my sisters have ‘issues’ that they are not able to face let alone deal with – but that’s life.
Isn’t it?!?

As 2014 comes to a close, despite the one thousand stories and one million thoughts that I still want to document and share, I am choosing a new direction for my life.

I will be saying “No” & “Fuck Off” a lot more often.
To all the negatives and all the bullies and to all of the elements of this world that have in the past, sucked the lifeblood from my soul, to the “Might over Right” mentality that we live amongst – I am saying “Fuck right off!!!”.

I will be prioritising my health and my happiness.
My little Purple Paper House will become my number two goal.

And after that?
I don’t know.

But I am full of intention to use the second half of my life, to be filled with Joy and the Wonder I once had oozing from me. I will find a way to make my Dreams come true.

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Dates After All, Are Only Scratchings On A Stone

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Will you leave a legacy?

More than the children you give life to, or the blog that resides on the Interweb or possibly even a creation or invention of some sort? Do you ever look back at luminaries like Nikola Tesla and give thanks for their incredible generosity on top of their gifts? I do.

I find these people to be inspirational, and although I don’t imagine I’ll aspire to having my name and achievements etched in stone, I would at least like to think that I will make a positive change for even a few other souls on this Earth.

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A School For

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Last week, I met a young Australian man on Facebook – called Mike Smith – and he is building a school. Yep a school, an entire school. The school will be built in Sitaung, Myanmar (Burma). Mike and his partner, Alyssa Carter, are raising funds to build the school via a crowd funding site called chuffed.org. They need $15,000 to fully fund the school, buy supplies for the children AND hire two teachers for a year.

While I can only donate $5, it is still something. Can you afford $5? Or perhaps even $25? Whatever the amount, your contribution will leave a legacy of hope and quite possibly the escape from the cycle of poverty for a whole generation of children in an entire village.

Donate Now

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Pretty amazing don’t you think?

You can ‘Like’ their FB page to keep an eye on their progress.

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This 1/2 Hour Video, May Very Well Change Your Life’s Purpose . . .

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I have spent the last 24 months trying to reevaluate
how I want my life to move forward
since closing my bricks and mortar shop,
after it failed financially.

I have enrolled in a NY Business Course (via www)
and I’ve been reading numerous texts.
I’ve created my “Inspiration Wall”,
and I have been watching relevant videos on youtube and TED Talks.

And tonight
I watched this half hour video
– which seems like such a long video –
but in reality
it zoomed by . . .

If you have EVER wanted to make a difference in the world,
then you HAVE to watch this video.

You HAVE to.

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Feminism Is SUCH A Dirty Word

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FYI
If you can’t laugh at it,
you’re taking it wayyyyyyyy too seriously!
and that, my friends will not change anything.

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I’ve noticed over the last couple of decades
that Feminism has become
less about equal rights for women
and more about fewer rights for men (by exclusion, etc).

Which on the whole,
is just crappy!

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Now while I have a REALLY strong opinion about
how women have historically been treated
as economic bartering tools
or slaves
or spoils of war;
I don’t usually expose vehement opinion about how to fight this
long-held, male-dominated ‘situation’
here on Pialosophy.

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I just try to cajole or suggest or nudge
the idea
that women aren’t equal to men
BUT
we should receive equal respect and treatment (socially, politically, economically)
as men
in our society.

Our society, peeps.
The one we share and all in live in.

Ask yourself this two-part question:
a) when you see a young boy dominating ‘play’ (taking charge, telling others what to do)
how do you describe him?
b) when you see a young girl dominating ‘play’
how do you describe her?

Just check out this 45 second video . . .

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And this 1 minute video . . .

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Now consider this:
For about twenty years and a few million men and women,
this woman

Germaine Greer

Germaine Greer

has been the face of Feminism.

Now
– with no disrespect –
I just want to say that I have found a LOT
of Germaine’s current attitudes & arguments, distasteful.

I’ve looked for examples online
but can’t find a good example to make my point 😦

I would like someone other than G.G.
to be the face of Modern Feminism.
Someone like Sheryl Sandberg.

You see,
Sheryl believes that women should build women up,
not tear men down.
She believes that we should be empowering our children
boys and girls
to see leadership in a group for exactly what it is – taking the lead!

Her initiative “Lean In
started in 2010
has been growing and gaining strength.
She has started a dialogue amongst strong and creative and incredible women,
to challenge the long-held
and incorrect
belief of what Feminism is.

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We have SO many incredible versions of what a Feminist is.
Of women showing how to be strong and brave and true!

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Man! I get goosebumps each time I watch this video
(ok, technically it’s an advertisement)

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I just wish, that we could just all agree that
no matter what your gender,
you deserve to be safe, educated, fed and housed.
no matter what colour, creed or religion.
and no matter where we live on
this blue planet.

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Stupidity of The Masses: Alive and Well

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I often wonder whether I am closer to the edge of stupidity
or the edge of intelligence.

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I see and read things that happen
in my community, this country and our world,
and wonder how we simply cannot see how stupid we are as a collective entity.
The Human race.

We are so fucked!

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Here are just a few classic examples – in case you need them!

* We allow commerce to dictate how we treat our environment!

* We treat small crimes against societal acceptance, worse than we treat crimes against humanity.

* As nations, we ignore countless acts of cruelty against children, women, animals, creeds, cultures and religions.

* Internationally, we only take action if it is in self-interest/gain.

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* We worship people who are the best at one thing – self promotion, yet are not famous for being good at anything worthwhile (or important, valuable, selfless), such as . . . saving lives, saving the planet, improving education, changing the fortune of those with less, ending slavery, saving children from poverty, curing disease, etc, etc, etc

Dictators and political criminals are treated with respect and diplomacy, while those that they crush, victimise, destroy, imprison, murder and violate disappear without consequence.

Kim Jong-un  - is even more mentally unstable than his father !!!

Kim Jong-un
– is even more mentally unstable than his father !!!

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Vladimir Putin Liar, misogynist, homophobe, dictator, adulterer, narcisist, xenophobe, fraud and all-round sack of shit!

Vladimir Putin
Liar, misogynist, homophobe, dictator, adulterer, narcisist,
xenophobe, fraud and all-round
OLD & UNATTRACTIVE
sack of shit!

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Robert Mugabe - at the least he is a racist guilty of genocide

Robert Mugabe
– is, at the very least he is a racist guilty of genocide

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Money greases the wheel of corruption in every democratic AND non-democratic country in the world.

WE allow it.

We train ourselves to believe, that we can do little or nothing.

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We overlook small elements of dissatisfaction in our own small parts of the world,
like pushy business men who bluster policy changes through our local councils,
and State/Provinicla leaders who marshall inappropriate laws through our parliaments
all the way the National leaders who make promises at elections, only to discard them at their earliest convenience.

And we do nothing!

No wonder I’m depressed!

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